I sat in front of the mirror, looked at my face in the mirror, lowered my eyelids, and closed them gently.

This face, born so beautiful, is exactly the same as that woman, who is called a woman who brings disaster to the country and the people, and is a fox and a slut.

The hair was pulled, and Wei Rong behind me combed my hair in a bun, and smiled softly: "It's really nice for the sixth prince to comb such a bun." ”

I opened my eyes, just nodded, got up, rolled up my sleeves, sat down at my desk, picked up a book, flipped through it slowly, and said nothing.

Wei Rong stood in the distance and stared at me, her face was a little ugly, but finally she walked up to me with a smile and asked respectfully: "Are the six princes hungry, the slave maid is going to prepare dinner." ”

I just glanced up at her and went back to the book.

When she saw that I didn't speak, she nodded and said, "The slave has gone to prepare, and the prince will wait for a while." ”

When he walked to the door, as if he remembered something, he turned around and added, "Niangniang ordered me to rest in the main palace today, and I won't come to dine with you, the prince." ”

I didn't wait until I nodded again before I ran out and went to the kitchen to prepare my meal.

Yu Rong walked out, and I was the only one left in the huge palace, I put down the book, looked around, it was very silent, and, very boring.

I could hear my own breathing, my own heartbeat, and I could tell me when it was going to stop.

Over the years, I have rarely gone out of this palace, and in the eyes of others, I am a person who likes to read books very much, and all the books on the shelves have been read by me.

I have the ability to never forget, and what I have seen and heard once will always be remembered.

So, for me, these books are very boring, very boring.

When I turned the book, I heard this sound, and I realized that I had been living all night.

That's the only way I can break this hopeless silence.

The night was deep and terrible, I listened attentively, with the sound of complicated footsteps, a few pairs of brocade boots across the threshold arrogantly kicked to the tables and chairs in the room, it was the crown prince Wei Wang, the fourth prince Qing Wang, the eighth prince Wei Wang, and the two fathers of the pearl, Princess Jinxiu and Princess Jinyi.

When they entered the house, they made a great noise and rushed straight to my side, snatched the book from my hand, tore it into snowflakes and scattered them at my feet, and then they grabbed me by the collar and pulled them outward.

I let them pull me, and glanced at the books scattered on the ground, my eyes full of pity, for they had torn up more books than they could count.

They dragged me into the courtyard, with whips and stones in their hands, and even the sludge from the pond, tied me up, whipped me, threw stones, and sludge into my face, body, and stuffed into my mouth.

They shouted and arrogantly scolded me, the sluts born of sluts, demons, and even minions are not as good as waste!

I have become accustomed to it, silently enduring their bullying, and quietly closed my eyes.

Jinxiu and Jinyi whipped my face with whips, cursing in their mouths, they were more beautiful than women, and they were angry when they saw this face, and they only gave you flowers, and they still went out to meet people, and they dared to let the servants say that the six princes were better looking than the two princesses!

In the midst of their frolic and bullying, I chose to close my eyes quietly.

All I thought about was, when it was over, I would go back to the house and read the next book, and my heart would be as calm as stagnant water at the end of their insults and abuse.

It took them half an hour before they left, tormenting me, and it was their daily lesson.

I heard the sound of footsteps moving away, sat up, walked to the lotus pond in front of the courtyard, knelt on the ground, and at the edge of the clear lotus pond, I saw my face full of scars and sludge, a foul smell came up from my stomach, and the bitter retching sensation rushed straight into my throat, and I vomited a pile of sludge and blood.

There was a cry behind him, and I knew it was Wei Rong.

She ran behind me and hugged me, hot tears fell down, flowed to my collar, and smashed ripples, "It's the slave and the maid who are useless, the slave and the maid failed to protect the six princes according to the master's instructions, it's the slave's fault......"

I wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth, looked at Wei Rong's eyes calmer than ever, gently brushed her hand, walked towards the room, saw her carefully prepared meal on the table, made a decision, or sat down.

There was still a disgusting smell of blood in my chest, and I picked up the chopstick, and picked it up towards the meal in front of me, and swallowed it hard with the smell of blood and fish.

Yu Rong ran into the house at this time, the tears on her face were still falling down in strings, she snatched the bamboo chopsticks in my hand and knelt down in front of me, "Sixth prince, don't eat it, the slave maid went to invite the imperial doctor, it was the slave maid who was useless, the slave maid must inform the mother, and guard you well with the mother, you, don't force yourself anymore...... , she's just...... She...... She'll definitely come to see you......"

I looked at her quietly with my eyes down.

"Mother, mother, mother, she ......"

She bit her lip and cried so much that she choked up and couldn't get the words full.

"Wei Rong", I moved my lips and said softly, "Have you forgotten...... The mother's head had been hanging at the gate for three days. ”

Yu Rong's face was pale, her lips trembled, and she stared at me in extreme shock, her eyes full of incredulity.

I know why she was so shocked, just because, for the first time in eight years, she heard my voice.

The voice, so cold, and, is speaking such words.

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The six princes have never cried since they were born, and when Concubine Mei gave birth to this prince, she was immediately thrown into the cold palace.

Concubine Mei Niangniang was born in the Qinglou, because she was good at the secret art of the Spring Palace, she was accepted by the emperor as Concubine Mei, and she was not bored with it for a few days, and only later that Concubine Mei was pregnant with Liujia, and the emperor was transferred to the remaining dozen palaces in the soft arms of the concubines.

Pregnant in October, gave birth to the sixth prince, born with the same concubine Niangniang as beautiful as the city, but very quiet, not crying, not noisy, when the eyes are closed, childish and loving, when opening the eyes, there is indifferent coldness in the eyes.

After the birth of the sixth prince, Concubine Mei immediately fell out of favor, she was deeply loved, but because of his birth, she became dull and became an abandoned woman in the cold palace.

Concubine Mei Niangniang is the sixth prince, but she is always cold, ignores it, and throws it into the side palace, rarely visiting.

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It was also the first time I heard my own voice, and I had never spoken in eight years, and when everyone thought I was mute, I said the first words of my life.

Yu Rong, have you forgotten that my mother's head has been hanging on the city gate for three days.

It was the first thing I said, and I think I'll always remember it.

But I hated it, and I hated that there was the word mother in these words.

Because what the word mother means—I don't know.

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The day of my birth was the end of the Empress Dowager's life, and my father would go to the ancestral mausoleum to pay homage to the Empress Dowager every day, and my birthday was naturally forgotten.

My birth was known as ominous, and I was an ominous person, and I was ordered not to enter the palace for a single step.

I rarely saw my father, and his face was very vague in my mind, and I even said that I was not familiar with some of my mother's guests.

I have seen my mother eight times in my life, and on my birthday, my mother instructed Wei Rong to cut a gorgeous dress and brocade clothes, and sit in the main palace waiting for the courtiers to come to congratulate.

The so-called guest who enters the curtain is like this, when a person comes, he will say some greetings, put down the gifts, and follow the mother into the inner tent, and when he comes out again, he must have a red face, messy clothes, provocative words and deeds, and ambiguous words and deeds with his mother.

Every year, there were new people, and later, someone came empty-handed, completely ignored my precarious situation, sat down, hugged my mother, laughed and scolded angrily, and went into the inner room.

I just looked at all this very coldly, maybe the way I looked at my mother that day made her a little uncomfortable, she hugged me, who was only five years old, and said with a light smile: "Ye'er, these courtiers are in the tent to discuss your birthday with your mother, it is your mother's...... Guests to the curtain! ”

I grinned, nodded, and made a happy gesture before my mother stroked my cheek.

Mother's fingers were sharp, and the hard nails glowed coldly, poking at her face, and it hurt a little.

My mother's palms were cold, caressing my face, and I wanted to hide back, because it was cold.

However, the mother's arms were indeed soft.

By the time she was eight years old, her mother had completely fallen out of favor, and her father had stopped coming to her mother's bedchamber at all.

I changed into my tailor-made clothes and sat in the main palace for a long time, but I still didn't see anyone come to congratulate me.

Mother sat in front of the mirror with her temples full of clouds, her gorgeous lips were red and dazzling, and her bewitching eyes were full of melancholy, she sat in front of me, stroked the dark clouds and sideburns and asked me, "Ye'er, my mother is old, and no one wants to come to see my mother anymore?" ”

I shook my head and smiled at her.

She moved in front of me, a fresh fragrance came to my nose, and she took my hand.

Her hands, as white as Lingling, and her nails were shiny with a moist sheen, and my hands, in the palm of her hand, became very small.

My mother touched my cheek and whispered, "Ye'er, do you hate your mother?" ”

I shook my head and continued to smile.

"Don't hate me, hug your mother, okay?"

She stretched out her arms, and her soft body pounced.

I stretched out my arm and caught her body, a little stiff, a little strange, but a warm and pleasant smell hit me, and I was stunned and motionless.

That's what it is...... Mother's embrace.

I hugged my mother tightly and found that I was a little nostalgic.

My mother cried in my arms, "Ye'er, I must hate my mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Tears dripped down my cheeks and slid down to my lips, and I licked them curiously, the bitter taste, it turned out that it was the taste of tears.